Harry gibbs?
by wolf-shinigami
Summary: At the age of Four Harry and the Dursleys take a trip to Washington. What happends when Harry is found by a now retired GIbbs?
1. Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING OF HARRY POTTER OR NCIS! I MAKE NO MONEY OFF OF THIS!

The Dursley family was as normal as any could be. A father with a good job that provided for his family, though he did look like a giant whale, a mother who doted on her only child and took care of the house, never mind that she looked like a stick with legs, and finally a son who was a carbon copy of his father, though he did like to beat up the other children.

So for all appearances the Dursley family was very normal, but they had one secret. A nephew who, at the age of one, had been left on their doorstep after having watched his parents being murdered in front of him. While the child normally wouldn't have caused a stir, the fact that he was not as 'normal' as the Dursley's led them to distrust and hate the small babe.

Their nephews name was Harry Potter and he was an orphaned wizard. After watching his parents die at the hands of a madman, he was left with his aunt and uncle. His room was a cupboard under the stairs, he was never allowed toys, not even the ones his cousin broke and through away. The only clothing he had was his cousins' hand-me-downs much to big for him. But that was all about to change.

Harry watched as his relatives hurried to pack all the stuff they were taking with them to the states. Harry was all packed, all his stuff crammed into a small duffle bag. He was happy he was allowed to go, even though he knew he would have to stay in the hotel room and would probably have to carry most of the luggage, he found he didn't really care.

The Dursleys weren't happy at having to take their freak of a nephew, but they couldn't see any other chose. All their babysitters had canceled on them and they couldn't allow him to destroy the house by leaving him there so they had to quickly get him the cheapest ticket they could on such short notice. It still cost them three hundred pounds. Oh well, they would just take it out of his food rations, a week should do it.

Harry watched excitedly as he and the Dursleys prepared to board the plane. They headed for first class while he tried to find the gate for his third class seat. It didn't take long before he got lost.

AN: Should I continue, or Delete it?


	2. Chapter 2

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING OF HARRY POTTER OR NCIS! I MAKE NO MONEY OFF OF THIS!

Chapter 2

After the brief scare at the airport Harry sat in his seat at the back of the big plane. It didn't take long for him to get bored as the plane took off from the airport. The mother sitting next to him noticed and handed him a book to read. Harry just looked wide-eyed at her as he took the book reverently. He read the rest of the flight.

When the plane landed Harry hurried to meet up with his relatives at the baggage claim. His Uncle growled at him to get the bags and hurry it up, they didn't want to be late for there hotel reservations, or they would have to pay for their own room, heaven forbid.

Harry just nodded, having been taught young that asking questions, or talking at all, would result in a beating. So he grabbed the bags and started dragging them towards the waiting cab, never noticing the silver eyes following him.

***

Gibbs was about to catch the next flight to Mexico when something caught his eye. There was a little black haired boy, struggling with luggage twice his size while his family just stood back and watched disgusted plain on their faces. Gibb's expression hardened as he turned and bought another ticket to Mexico. After making the purchase he made his way over to the family and struck up a conversation.

***

Harry had almost made it to the car when the bags he had been dragging where forcefully taken from him. He looked up in surprise to see a tall man with silver hair and clear blue eyes staring down at him, he looked behind the man to see his relatives leaving. He looked up at the man fearfully.

Gibbs looked the young boy up and down, though he wasn't to sure why had decided to take in the boy, he knew was that he had to protect the little elfin child. The boy had black hair to the waist that contracted with the extremely pale skin that seemed to bring out his vivid green eyes perfectly. He smiled slightly, hoping to put the poor boy at ease. It couldn't be easy to see your family leave without you, no matter how bad they treated you.

"What's your name?" He asked softly, trying not to startle the boy, who still jumped at the question.

"H…Harry, Sir" came the stuttered reply.

Gibbs smiled, "Well Harry, how would you like to go to Mexico with me?"


	3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Harry looked fearfully up at the strange man, he knew his relatives where gone and weren't coming back, they had always threatened to. But he was scared that the man was going to hurt him like his Uncle did, after all isn't that the only thing he was good for.

Gibbs watched as emotions played across the young boys face, each one more desperate then the last. He smiled gently and started playing with the long black hair, hoping to sooth the distraught boy. He ignored the flinch that resulted in his actions. "Well would you like to go with me?" He asked again his eyes never leaving the boys face. His smile widened when the boy nodded. "Alright then lets go catch that plan."

A few hours later found an amazed Harry looking around at everything, he couldn't believe it. He was in another country with a strange man who had taken him from his relatives and had given him a book on the plane, a book on how to build boats! He liked it so much he hadn't even noticed they had touched down until he was brought back to the real world by the mans chuckle. Harry looked up at the man and blushed before handing the book back and looking down.

Gibbs looked through the book and stared at the boy, a question popping out of his mouth before he could stop it. "Harry, can you read this?" His eyes got wide when Harry nodded, still not looking up from the floor. Gibbs just smiled, "Well, we'll just have to get you into a school soon, now wont we." He chuckled at the look on the boys face; it seemed his new charge like the idea.

***

A few weeks later found Harry and his new guardian, in both Mexico and the US, working on the roof of Gibbs's friends house with Gibbs asking a bunch of questions and Harry, now more open, answering them as best as he could.

"You know Harry," Gibbs was saying as they listened to his friend complain about how they hadn't built him a hot tub. "Your rather smart for your age," Gibbs smacked his forehead as he remembered something. "Did you ever actually tell me your age?"

Harry just smirked as he 'accidentally' dropped a piece of unusable lumber off the side of the roof, chuckling at the resulting 'OUCH' that came. "No, I think I'm 4, but I might be wrong." He didn't see the darkening expression on Gibbs's face when he was reminded of the family Gibbs had just gotten him away from. "I think my birthday is July 31st," Harry continued, as he continued to drop lumber off the roof, "It was the only day I didn't have to do chores."

Gibbs nodded and stood up, ruffling Harry's hair as he past, chuckling at the indignant sound that followed him down the ladder as he went to check on his friend who now had wood sticking out of his hair. "Well, at least he has good aim."


	4. Chapter 4

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING OF HARRY POTTER OR NCIS! I MAKE NO MONEY OFF OF THIS!

Chapter 4

It was a few months after the 'Flying Wood' incident, that Gibbs got a call from an old friend. Harry just watched as his guardians face took on an angry and worried look. Harry jumped when he was addressed. "Harry, I'm going away for a little bit."

Harry looked down sadly and nodded, barely reacting when Gibbs ruffled his hair. He didn't notice the look that crossed his guardians face.

"I'll come back Harry; I won't be gone for long." Harry looked up and watched as Gibbs went into the house to start to pack. It looked like it was just him, Frank, and Frank's girlfriend.

The next day, Frank drove Gibbs to the airport, an unusually quiet Harry riding in the back seat. Harry hadn't spoken a word since finding out that Gibbs was leaving, and it was really starting to worry both the men in the car. After all, he hadn't been this quiet since arriving in Mexico.

It didn't take long before they reached the airport, though Harry wished it had been longer. They got out of the car and made their way to the gate that would take Gibbs back to Washington. Gibbs turned knelt down to give the still silent Harry a hug before leaving for the gate. "Don't worry Harry, I will be back."

Frank held Harry's hand as they watched the plane leave the airport. Frank jumped when Harry spoke, "He isn't coming back, is he?"

Frank smiled down at the sad boy, "If he doesn't, he'll send for ya," he said trying to reassure the boy who had wormed his way into his heart. His heart nearly broke when Harry just nodded, his face resigned. "Well, come on, my girls probably waiting for us." He said gruffly, hoping to change the expression on the young boys face. It didn't work.

Over the next few days Harry stayed silent, thinking that the man who had saved him from the Dursleys had abandoned him. He had just gotten back from the school Frank had temporarily enrolled him at when he stopped short at the door. There was Frank smirking like a mad man, Harry didn't know what scared him more, the smile, or the weird look in his eye, it was only then that he noticed the letter in his hand.

Frank couldn't help but be happy; Probie had finally sent word for Harry to come join him.


	5. Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Harry didn't know what to expect when he got off the plane but it certainly wasn't a strange girl dressed in all black with a sign that read 'Harry Gibbs?' He didn't know where the Gibbs had come from, he hadn't been adopted. Gibbs had just bullied someone to sign the papers to make him his legal guardian. He shook himself out of his thoughts as he approached the girl.

Abby cooed when she saw the cute little boy heading her way. She hoped it was Harry, he was just too cute! Her smile widened when he stopped in front of her. "Hi ya Harry, I'm Abby, Gibbs sent me to pick you up!" She babbled as she picked him up, ignoring it when he stiffened in her arms.

Harry wasn't used to being picked up; the only one who ever bothered was Franks's girlfriend. After a few minutes he calmed down enough to listen to what the strange lady, Abby was saying.

"… He's really missed you, you know." She said, bouncing slightly, her smile widening when she heard the chuckle that escaped the cute kid. "So, how old are you kid?" She asked looking curiously at him.

"Um, I think I'm five now… and my name is Harry not kid."

Abby's eyes widened, the humor shining in them, "And you can already Read such grown up books?!?!"

Harry smirked, "Yep." He decided he really liked this new girl, though the ice cream she bought for him helped quite a bit.

Harry and Abby talked and talked all the way to NCIS Headquarters where, once again, Abby picked the pouting boy up and carried him inside where the rest of the team was waiting.


	6. Chapter 6

Chapter 6 (Short chapter until I start the rewrite!)

Harry couldn't help but be nervous as Abby carried him through the building. He hadn't seen Gibbs in so long; Harry couldn't help the thoughts that entered his mind unbidden. 'What if he realizes that no one could ever really want a freak like me,' he thought, shaking in Abby's arms. He had been so lost in thought that he never noticed when they had reached Gibbs' floor. At least until he felt himself changing hands.

Harry blinked slightly and smiled when he met the blue eyes of his guardian. "Hi ya," he said softly as he tightened his grip on the man he missed so much.

Gibbs smiled at the black haired pixie in his arms. "Thank you for picking him up Abby," he said, kissing his favorite girl on the cheek. Abby just smiled and bounced over to the shell shocked team.

Anthony DiNozzo just stared at the soft expression on his bosses face. He turned wide-eyes to the smirking girl, "Who the hell is that Abby?" he asked in a whisper as he watched Gibbs running his hands through the black hair.

Ziva David blinked and shook her head. 'He will tell us sooner or later,' she thought as she went back to her work. She smiled when she snuck a peak to see Gibbs kissing the still chattering boy on the forehead.

Timothy McGee watched with wide-eyes and a confused look as his boss turned to show them the young boy.

"This is Harry," Gibbs said with a warning look at DiNozzo, "my adopted son." He rolled his eyes when he heard a soft gasp from behind him. He turned to see the Director. "Hello Jenny," he said as he set his charge down.

Jenny raised an eyebrow and motioned Gibbs up to her office. She smiled at the boy who was looking at her before following Gibbs.

Harry watched in confusion as Gibbs and the weird lady went up the stairs only to start when he felt arms' picking him up, it was Abby again.

She smiled at the confused kid before facing everyone. "Well everyone," she said sternly, "introduce yourselves!"

Harry giggled slightly at the reaction of the other people. The strange lady smirked and stood, walking over to them.

"My name is Ziva David," she said in accented English. Harry blinked at her and replied in Arabic, the language Franks had been teaching him since his guardian left. *Pleasure to meet you, I'm Harry,* He laughed at the looks he got from everyone assembled.

"How…" one of the men said, the tall skinny one, only to shake his head. "I'm Anthony DiNozzo. The greatest man here," he said with a humorous voice. Harry just blinked and rolled his eyes before looking expectantly at the last man here. 'He looks nervous,' Harry thought and smiled at the man.

"I'm ah…I'm Timothy McGee," he said in a slightly nervous voice. Harry just smiled at the man before wiggling out of Abby's grasp to walk over to him, holding out his hand. "I'm Harry Gibbs," he said chuckling at the indignant "Hey," coming from behind him.


	7. Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Gibbs followed Jenny up to her office, sneaking quick glances to make sure his son was doing ok. He smirked when he heard the Arabic, 'I knew my son was smart,' he thought proudly as the door shut behind him. His smile melted away when he turned to look at his former partner.

"So is that the reason you had me running around before," she asked as she sat behind her desk, her face set in a frown.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow before nodding. "I didn't exactly take him legally so I needed some help in gaining custody of him."

"So you had the Dursley's arrested, and Harry officially place in Foster Care with you as the Guardian?" Jenny asked; a thread of amusement in her voice. Gibbs just smirked at her. He knew what he was doing. Now all he had to do was, wait until the confirmation for him to adopt went through, then Harry would legally be his.

Jenny shook her head at her friend. "You never stop surprising me Jethro," She commented as she dug out a folder from her desk and handed it the man standing in front of her desk. "These are the papers you will need to become his adopted father." Gibbs looked at Jenny in surprise, she just smirked and stood. "I pulled a few more strings to speed up the process of the adoption."

Gibbs smirked and held the folder tighter. "Thank you Jenny," was all he said before leaving the room, a smug director following closely behind. He stopped short and smiled when he saw what was going on in the bull pen. Harry was on McGee's lap as the youngest agent explained something on the computer with Abby standing behind them adding something every now and then. Ziva was watching from her desk with a smug look on her face as DiNozzo just pouted at the fact that Harry liked McGee more.

Jenny chuckled and went to stand next to Gibbs. "He seems like a really bright kid," she said as they leaned against the railing that over looked the office.

Gibbs smirked, "He's five and he can already read regular books, but he seems to be best at picking up languages, he already knows Spanish and apparently he is working on Arabic."

Jenny stared wide-eyed at her friend. "Have you gotten him tested yet?" She asked as she watched Harry grab a piece of paper, wad it up and throw it at a still sulking DiNozzo.

Gibbs grunted out a short 'No' and made his way down the stairs. He smiled slightly when Harry jumped up and ran to him, talking all the while about the computer McGee had been talking to him about. "If you like it so much, how about I get you one?" He asked as he started leaving, he had been given a week of vacation so he could get everything settled with his new son.


	8. Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Harry was enjoying himself at his new home. Gibbs had shown him his new room; it had been bare until they had gone shopping; now it held a giant four poster bed made of black wood that Harry couldn't identify. A desk, amour and a chest of drawers where scattered around the walls of the room, all made of the same room, a brand black new laptop computer on top of the desk.

Harry was excited; today they were going to go get Harry tested to see how much he knew. Harry knew it was quite a lot more than most kids his age. Ever since Harry could talk he had loved reading, he had taught himself using magazines and books the Dursleys had bought for Dudley when they were sure he was going to be a genius. The one thing he loved the most was something Franks had introduced him to. Learning new languages; Franks had been teaching him new languages since he had first set foot on Mexican Soil. He had been able to learn three, even in such a short amount of time, French, Arabic, and Spanish. The next language he wanted to learn was a tossup between Hebrew and Greek.

Harry squeaked when he was swept up into the arms of his guardian. His giggles brought a bright smile from the normally stoic man.

"You ready for your tests?" He chuckled slightly at the enthusiastic nod that came at the question. "Well, let's get going then, afterwards we are having a barbeque with my team."

Harry smiled at the plan. He couldn't wait to see the team of people that helped his guardian solve cases. He loved talking with Ziva and McGee, annoying Tony was another of his favorite pass times. But the one thing he loved most of all was watching his guardian and the one who liked him act like neither liked the other. He found it hilarious.

"I can't wait! How long will the testing last?" Harry's curiosity got the better of him as he buckled himself into backseat of the car. Gibbs just smirked and started the car.

"As long as you let it last."

***

A few hours later

***

It had taken an hour to finish the test and another for the official doing the testing to explain that Harry had an eidetic memory mostly related to the books he reads and any language. The official had given Gibbs brochures for schools that would help him learn everything he could while still being able to socialize with kids his own age. Gibbs had decided to talk about it with his team and maybe get some extra information about the schools before he made a decision.

Harry was humming happily from the back seat of the car as he watched the scenery pass by the window. He was a little scared over what would happen next, but he knew that his guardian would take care of it. Harry giggled as he thought about all he was going to talk to Abby and McGee about.

Gibbs smiled, "What are you giggling about back there, little man?"

Harry just smiled back, "Just thinking about what I can talk about with Abby and McGee, they will be so surprised about the tests, and McGee said he would help me set up my computer!"

Gibbs just shook his head and went back to paying attention to the road. He was glad that Harry was getting along so well with his team, especially the shy MIT graduate. 'Between Abby and McGee, there won't be anything he won't know about computers,' Gibbs thought, turning down his street, glad to see the cars that waited for them.

Harry squealed and rushed out of the car when it came to a complete stop. He ran to the waiting gothic girl, who giggled and swung up into the air, twirling him around in a circle. His giggles called the others out from the backyard.

Gibbs smiled at his happy son, 'I think I will tell him tonight that the last of the paperwork has gone through and he is officially mine. I dare anyone to try and take him from me.'

***

Back in England

***

Dumbledore was making his way to Number 4 Privet Drive to confront the newly returned family. The wards he had placed around the house had informed him of the families return, but not of the return of the boy they were supposed to be taking care of. He was worried about what had happened to the little boy. 'I should have listened to Minerva when she said it was a bad idea to leave harry with these Muggles,' his anxious thought didn't stop when he noticed the family happily speaking of their trip as loudly as possible, making sure that the entire neighborhood could hear. The Headmaster decided to wait until the family was unpacked and in the house before he approached them, no reason to cause a commotion. At least until he knew what had happened to the little child of two of his best students. So he casts a disillusion charm over himself and waited for the right time he could go interrogate the family that looked like zoo animals.

***

Somewhere else in the US

***

A man watched the happy little boy run towards the girl with black pigtails. It seemed that Gibbs had a new weakness, one he was fully planning on exploiting. The man smirked as plans started to form in his mind on how best to hurt Gibbs using the innocent little boy. 'I will make you suffer Agent Gibbs that is my promise to you.' The man smirked and stood up, leaving the family in peace, for now; completely unaware of the curious eyes that flashed in his direction.

***

Back with Gibbs and Harry

***

Harry was happily babbling away with Abby while Gibbs and DiNozzo where grilling the steaks for dinner, Dr. Mallard standing next the two men, telling a story about grilling. Harry stopped talking when he felt something strange go through him; he looked around, his eyes curious as he tried to find the reason for his unease. His green eyes were drawn in the direction of a nearby stone arrangement that was mostly hidden by trees and other foliage. Harry was broken from his thoughts at a familiar voice.

"What's wrong Harry?" Gibbs' voice was worried; Harry shrugged and smiled at the man.

"I just thought I felt something." Harry answered before going back to talking with Abby, McGee joining in on the conversation.

Gibbs hummed and motioned for DiNozzo to go and look while he moved closer to the oblivious boy. If something really was watching them, Gibbs was going to do everything he could to make sure that Harry was not hurt in anyway. He would make sure the thing that happened to his daughter, did not happen to his son. He would protect the little boy with everything he had, no matter what.

AN: I decided to try and make a story that had a good Dumbledore, let's see how it goes.


	9. Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Harry giggled as DiNozzo was thrown over Ziva's shoulder. He had been living with Gibbs for over a year now and his birthday was coming up. Gibbs had said that he would sign him up for karate lessons if he still wanted it. Harry couldn't wait.

Harry squeaked when he was lifted into familiar arms. It seemed like no matter how big he got, his guardian would always be able to pick him up. The thought made Harry smile at the safe feeling it created. He turned a smiled at the smirking Marine.

"How are you doing kiddo?" Gibbs asked; hold his son tight, it was only a matter of time before Harry became his son legally. Right now he was still just his guardian but soon he would be his legal father and Gibbs couldn't wait.

Harry grinned, "Abby showed me some fun stuff on the computer and Tony told me about some movies he thought I should see."

Gibbs rolled his eyes at hearing what Tony did with his son. It seemed like the man was trying to corrupt his boy. "Well the team and I have a case so how would you feel about spending the day with Aunt Jenny?"

Harry squealed, "I get to spend the day with Aunt Jenny!" He loved spending the day with the woman; she always seemed to have something fun to do. Well except when she took him shopping, that's when he would rather be back in Mexico. He really hated shopping, it was just so boring!

Gibbs chuckled and hugged the boy tighter. "Yep, she said she was going to take you to enroll in school and take you to a book store, she has my credit card so don't worry about that. Ok?" Gibbs smiled when Harry started bouncing excitedly in his arms. He loved going to book stores. Gibbs would have thought him a genius if it wasn't for the fact that he was really bad at math and some sciences. But he did know a few languages thanks to his time with Ziva, and he loved reading, though he mostly stuck with fantasy novels.

Harry squirmed out of Gibbs' arms and ran to the elevator that would take him from the gym up to the Directors office. He couldn't wait, not only would he be able to go to school, something he had been waiting for ever since he had had to leave the one in Mexico, but he was also getting new books! He had finished all his other ones; Orson Scott Card was his favorite author so far!

Gibbs chuckled and followed Harry to the elevator, calling out one last time to his team, "Gear up, and DiNozzo, get the car."

Harry bounced impatiently in place while the elevator took its sweet time in taking him up to his favorite Aunts office. She was waiting for them right outside her door, already packed up for the day. Her secretary had that look on her face that said she wasn't pleased that Jenny Sheppard was leaving early. Harry giggled and his behind Gibbs when the secretary turned her disapproving gaze on him.

Jenny laughed, "Don't worry so much, I still have my cell and PDA if you need to get a hold of me." The secretary huffed and went back to typing at her computer and ignoring the others in the room. Harry just kept on giggling and hiding behind his guardian until Jenny came up beside him.

"Let's get you registered, what do you say Harry?"

Harry giggled and nodded his head and questioned eagerly, "then the bookstore right?"

Jenny smiled, "of course."

Harry bounced in excitement, "I can't wait!"

Jenny shook her head and turned to look at the smirking man who had moved out of the way so Harry was no longer hiding behind him. "You be careful and try not to offend anyone."

Gibbs' smirk grew, "no promises." Harry giggled and took his favorite Aunts hand. Gibbs' smirk fell into a small smile as he rubbed Harry's black hair, making the boy yelp and push the hand away. "You be good little man."

Harry smiled, "I'll try but no promises." Harry grinned when he saw the secretary roll her eyes at his almost parroted words and heard her mutter 'Great, a mini Gibbs'. The secretary was always the most fun to annoy, and so easy to. Goodbye everyone, see you tomorrow!" He shouted as Jenny led him over to the elevator and out the building, he really did love staying at the NCIS building when he could, sometimes he had to stay with agents that Gibbs trusted when things got to bad and he didn't want Harry there.

Harry whistled the entire way to the school he would be attending. It was a private school that was run by a former Marine, which was the only reason Gibbs was even letting him go, apparently he didn't trust public schools for his charge. Harry looked at the school as they pulled into the parking lot. It was a huge Victorian style building with two long buildings coming from the sides which Harry figured was the dormitories for those who didn't live around there.

Jenny smiled and took Harry's hand in hers, "Let's get you registered." She led him into the big building while Harry just kept looking around at all the pictures and other things that hung on the wall. They were almost to the Headmasters office when a certain picture caught his attention he ignored Jenny's continued attempts at getting him to move and simply stared at the strange man.

It was a mean looking man with brown hair and glaring brown eyes. His hair was even messier than his and he had a scar that ran from his right eye passed the edge of his lip over the middle of his chin and ended at the base of the left side of his neck. The man made Harry very nervous, it didn't help that he felt like he knew this man from somewhere. Both Jenny and Harry jumped when a voice sounded behind them.

"That's Damien Mitchell, a former Headmaster of this school." They turned to see a man standing behind them. He had graying hair that almost looked like Gibbs', his build was almost exactly the same; this new man was a bit taller than Gibbs was though. "He was Headmaster before me, but he was arrested and sent away."

Harry looked at the man who he now knew to be the Headmaster, "Why was he sent away?" Harry was so absorbed in looking at the Headmaster and the portrait on the wall he never noticed the pale face of his favorite aunt.

The Headmaster looked between Jenny who was shaking her head, trying to tell him not to say anything, and the little boy who was still bobbing his head between him and the picture. He decided to tell him anyway. "He was caught by NCIS about two years ago, turns out he was hurting young men. NCIS got involved when he went after a Petty Officers son. Actually Gibbs was the one who caught him."

Harry's eyes grew wide, he knew his guardian caught bad guys, but seeing one he had caught was something else all together. He shook himself out of his thoughts when he heard Jenny speaking to the Headmaster.

"That's enough of that, let's get Harry registered for next year," Harry followed the two into the Headmasters office to start the paperwork his thoughts still on the strange man he had seen in the picture. And a few times in the past year.


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